The Witch's Imaginary Land: Redemption Comes After Sticking Together

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So, in order for the hunters to hunt more effectively, all they need to do is take up their knives and kill dragons. Driven by Eva, the machine called the Empire begins to start.

However, Jiang Kehan ​​felt like her head was about to split open.

Eva can access almost every second all the books that Fran has accumulated in the past six months. If you convert them into a simple catalog, there are probably more than a million books. Many of the special clues will be handed over to Jiang Kehan ​​so that she can contact the local witch to explore more details.

Yes, Eva's abilities are enough to connect the special threads of each "village chief," roughly similar to emergency communications across time and space.

Despite Eva's screening process, the clues falling into Jiang Kehan's hands are increasing every second. Moreover, she can't communicate with the other witches with telepathy. By now, she has been exploited to learn how to talk to hundreds of witches at the same time.

Only then could Jiang Kehan ​​truly appreciate the value of the so-called "First Honorary Title in France".

According to Eva's calculations, to make up for the lack of Night-Blooming Jasmine, it would be necessary to locate the positions of hundreds of level 8 dragons and dozens of level 9 dragons, as well as to seek help from other empires for dozens of peak-level mid-level witches.

Listen to this! Is this even human language?!

Jiang Kehan ​​strongly suspected that this Night Fragrance was also a freak. At least she estimated that even if she had the same amount of magic power as the other party, she would not be able to reach the other party's combat power.

However, Eva, who floated in the center of the great library with hair like threads connecting each book and a semi-transparent, ferocious spider emerging from behind her, glanced at her casually, as if she had seen through her thoughts.

"Don't underestimate yourself, Kehan."

“I haven’t had a suitable secretary in a long time. At least your brain hasn’t fried, so… your potential is greater than you think.”

Jiang Kehan's lips twitched. Why has being a secretary suddenly become a high-risk profession? Is that reasonable?

A secretary shouldn't have it easy, only doing things when there's work to do and being ignored when there isn't.

Jiang Kehan ​​almost slipped up during her call with the other witches and immediately felt a little guilty.

"I'm actually not that great," she said, quite self-awarely.

From her debut until now, Jiang Kehan's achievements have almost all been based on overwhelming power and bullying the weak.

Well, aside from the two hunts after stepping into the portal, the value of those hunts is usually reduced by half, especially when you have an intelligence advantage.

Therefore, Jiang Kehan ​​believes that her strength lies in her growth rate, not her combat power.

But Eva denied it. She stared at Jiang Kehan ​​with a serious expression, giving her a sense of pressure, and spoke as if there was no room for argument.

"Wrong, Kehan. The umbrella died, the flag was raised, and the army withered."

"You know what? Even if you never possess those ridiculously powerful spells, you will still gradually shine."

"Or rather, it is precisely this kind of thing, like silver, that conceals the real gold within, used to deceive other witches, and even successfully deceives yourself."

Jiang Kehan ​​was stunned for a moment. She looked up at Eva, somewhat incredulous.

"Are you... talking about me?"

How could a noble prince, a witch standing at the pinnacle of this era, or even a future great figure who would look down upon the peak, praise her so highly?

If Jiang Kehan ​​were to tell others, they would not be surprised, but rather worried and wondering what kind of illness could make the witch so bizarre that she couldn't even stop talking in her sleep.

Well, even Qin Luoyu and the others who were most optimistic about her thought that Jiang Kehan ​​had the potential to become a great witch, but in Eva's tone, Jiang Kehan ​​probably already had the talent to achieve greatness.

"If I wasn't talking about you, were I talking about that dog Ye Lai Xiang?" Eva sneered, making no attempt to hide her sarcasm.

"From being so flustered and almost confused at the beginning, to now being able to keep up with my pace and even have the energy to talk to me, how long do you think it took you?"

Eva calmly looked at Jiang Kehan, who was becoming increasingly composed, and asked in return.

Jiang Kehan ​​was taken aback. Only then did she realize that she seemed, perhaps, really was a little unusual.

She was actually keeping track of the time in her mind the whole time. In order not to let her clumsiness hold Eva back, she knew very well that there was only a little over half an hour left.

"I don't know your teacher is that idiot, but I really dislike him." Eva landed in front of Jiang Kehan, her eyes reflecting a smile that Jiang Kehan ​​herself hadn't noticed—an uncontrollable, maniacal laugh.

This is a real curly dog, and as it curls up, it suddenly gets even more excited—excited to push itself to surpass yet another limit.

"You've been living too comfortably, to the point that you haven't even discovered your own true nature."

"Sigh?" Jiang Kehan ​​fell into deep thought. She glanced at the sleeping Ye Yu and found it difficult to refute.

To be honest, apart from Ye Yu, very few people actually taught her anything.

After all, the future is safe and sophisticated, and a complete self-study system has already been established. Where else can you find something as luxurious as a personal tutor?

Jiang Kehan ​​remained silent.

She suddenly remembered the two periods when her strength improved the fastest: one was when she had just become a witch and was striving for freedom.

The other instance occurred when, under the pressure of the Ancient Dragon, it fearlessly began to dance and hunt.

Yes, how could someone with the magical ability to grow through "reflection" so easily enjoy comfort?

She should never have quietly stepped into that night, but instead used a roaring symphony, splashing water, and treading through darkness and thunder to become the master of the night.

This is the hidden talent.

Chapter 355 She Was Never Mediocre

Thinking about this, Jiang Kehan ​​suddenly felt a sense of relief.

She clenched her fists silently, then quietly relaxed them, and the wild laughter on her lips gradually subsided.

Jiang Kehan ​​looked out the window, but her gaze lingered on the white glass due to the fog. Autumn was approaching in France, just like the autumn that witnessed her becoming a witch.

Amidst memories and mist, the hazy image gradually becomes clear, revealing the figures and smiles of every witch she had encountered.

"Actually, I have had many teachers. Although they never actively taught me anything, meeting them helped me avoid going to the other extreme from being a somewhat timid girl."

Jiang Kehan ​​was aware of her own stubbornness and had experienced her own uncontrollable arrogance, believing that she was capable of surpassing her limits time and time again.

But that was before she transmigrated, and her talent wasn't as great back then. After a setback, she realized her own "mediocrity."

However, these things that belonged to her nature did not disappear after she became a witch, but were quietly buried.

"It was also because of them that I didn't completely lose control."

The ruthlessness Qi Ershan learned from Li Hui, the shrewdness from Ariel, the madness to step into despair from Solita, and the idea that enduring suffering is to welcome that elusive hope...

Every witch Jiang Kehan ​​encountered subtly conveyed something to her, and she never disappointed them.

Just like her magical property, the Deep Sea Ripple, she embraces everything and transforms it into her own dazzling self.

There was something Jiang Kehan ​​hadn't told Ye Yu; it was something Ye Yu kept deep inside her heart.

On that night when she stepped into the world of witches, after witnessing the opening of an era, Jiang Kehan ​​felt more than just Emma Neva, who held high the white flame and became a star.

There is another version of myself.

The uniqueness of a witch is a very strange thing. It is a special passive ability that inevitably increases when they transform. For example, becoming a middle witch means that Jiang Kehan ​​in all other parallel worlds will cease to exist.

Possibilities converge here, becoming singular.

But an unexpected event occurred at this moment. Jiang Kehan ​​had learned the Origin Spell "Day and Night Long Trace" for the witch duel, which made use of this unknown possibility.

So, at the end, Jiang Kehan ​​saw—that unsaved possibility.

The first to be affected is the non-existent Li Hui.

From the very beginning, Jiang Kehan ​​was free. She didn't need to save others, which also meant that no one was willing to come and save this confused girl.

So, after finishing her studies in an honest manner, Jiang Kehan, who knew no one and had no missions to interfere with her studies, stepped into society alone and became a "Sand Scavenger," a witch who survives by accepting commissions.

She had no alchemy skills, was unaware of her own talent, and began a decade-long, stumbling journey in a daze.

But like the protagonist, even loneliness could not overshadow her talent; she was never mediocre.

So naturally, she began to rise to prominence, tentatively participating in witch duels.

Then I got brutally beaten.

After all, ten years have passed. Jiang Kehan ​​is participating in the witch duel as a middle witch, not some child's play like the preliminary rounds.

That year, she didn't even see Gu Qingci's back.

The good news is that her talent was discovered during this duel, and she successfully joined the Witch's Tavern, becoming Qin Luoyu's subordinate and beginning a comfortable life.

Therefore, Jiang Kehan ​​completely gave up the duel and began to settle down...

Is that right? Is it really right?

This is not right, because the witch's trial has come again.

Jiang Kehan's strength is stuck at the peak of the Middle Witch level; she can no longer find her own path.

After all, how can you save or protect someone who doesn't even have friends?

Gensokyo exists precisely for this purpose.

After a short rest, Jiang Kehan ​​embarked on her journey to Gensokyo, a journey that would last another ten years.

Gensokyo is a good place, enough for witches to recklessly test the path they have chosen in their hearts, but it is not so beautiful.

Because the witch never brought order to this place.

Before Jiang Kehan ​​lay difficulties and calamities that no tall person could withstand, as well as powerful level 9 creatures.

After several brushes with certain death, she learned to be more silent and more...enjoy solitude.

Thus, Jiang Kehan, the witch known as the child of calamity, embarked on a path similar to that of Blake, pursuing the kind of transformation that transcends limits at the moment of death.

In this way, the vast divide between the Middle Witch and the Great Witch was forcibly broken, and this has been a century since then.

But the glory that belongs to Jiang Kehan, and to the lonely, has begun.

After becoming the Great Witch, Gensokyo is no longer her stage; ahead lies the end of the witch's journey: Utopia!

She began to wander, and as a witch who had not joined any faction, she started to cause trouble.

Yes, rebellion.

Jiang Kehan ​​has witnessed many civilizations in Gensokyo and joined a few, successfully maxing out her strange talent for illegal business operations.

Using her natural charm, she successfully built a small clique within the empire.

Liang Hua personally "invited" him out of Da Hua Kong Du; in Fran, he was politely turned away by the great chief, Shining Lilith; in Luo Ying, he successfully established a shrine, but found it uninteresting and left on his own.

Thus, Jiang Kehan ​​arrived at her blessed land, which was also her most heartbreaking place: the City of Sin.

The City of Sin, as its name suggests, is the most unique of the six great empires, originating from the establishment of the liberated alien witches during World War II.

The system it chose was one of complete equality, judging only by contribution, resembling the cold-blooded crimson of utopia.

Your sins are no longer sins; everyone is equal, but not kind.

Because complete freedom is a form of "natural talent" that is completely restricted.